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"I'm starting to look forward to how things will go."

After receiving the news that Xia Youjie would arrive at the battlefield in a few minutes, Yuan Qiliang's mood soared.

The smell of blood enveloped the entire subway station, the crowd was crowded, and there was no place to escape.

It seemed that someone had reminded them from the very beginning that the battle must never be brought close to Yuan Qiliang, and his side became a safe place instead.

It's a pity that the crowd is crowded, and it is impossible for everyone to be in this protection circle.

Looking around at the innocent and fearful ordinary people around him, Yuan Qiliang sighed in a low voice, "I really am not suitable for protecting others."

For some reason, this scene looks familiar.

Hey, wait, am I also affected by some non-existent memory?

Shaking his mind, Yuan Qiliang pushed the crowd aside, so that they wouldn't be crowded together, which really caused the cause and effect of Wutiao's too strong and innocent death.

The five blue veins on his forehead tensed up: "It's really annoying."

Whether it was Yuan Qiliang or Wu Tiaowu, they all felt that they must kill these curse spirits.

"This disgusting attitude, you are really underestimating me."

Wujo is not the kind of boy who has never seen blood. Those who are killed will only become his anger, not his hindrance.With the splash of blood, the fire in his heart also reached its peak.

I thought you guys got something that could restrain me, but I didn't expect it to be piled up with human life.Thinking that these can affect him, have you found any loopholes?

How ridiculous!

There was endless killing intent in the clear eyes, and when he raised his hand, the curse spirit opposite was just a mob that had been summoned.

There are only a handful of people who are capable, and they directly solved that plant in the last exchange meeting.

What needs to be taken care of now is the volcanic head that I met before, and the subject body that has no desire to fight.

Yuan Qiliang reminded: "Wu Tiao, pay more attention to the situation, they can't just drive away those ordinary special magic spirits. Those guys pose no threat to you!"

"I know."

Not at all distracted, Wujo was also thinking about what the other party was thinking.

He looked around vigilantly, just waiting to kill all the miscellaneous fish.

The anger in his chest was already burning, and there was endless murderous intent in his clear eyes.The pure killing intent locked all the curse spirits present.

Just when there were only two specials left on the field, the speeding train was full of lifeless undead.

It only takes one glance to tell who made something ugly.

That disgusting thing, there is no copy.

Yuan Qiliang laughed: "The real man—!"

A powerful momentum erupted, and people around who were excited when they saw the train did not dare to approach the train.

When the carriage opened, the real person who failed to kill a group of people head-on complained a little bit aggrieved.He thought he could use this opportunity to kill a lot of annoying things.

As soon as the mouth opened, it was locked?

The fear that originated from the heart enveloped him all at once, and even the moment he came out, his movements were much slower.

"Hey, isn't this Yuan Qiliang? You don't look well."

I don't know if it's masochistic delusions or something else, the real person with the stitched face came directly in front of Yuan Qiliang, with that posture, can't wait? Put his own face directly on it.

The more he is in danger, the more disgusted and annoyed he feels by others, the happier he is.

"Oh? I think you really want to die."

The corners of his mouth curled up, Yuan Qiliang's eyes were full of indifference, "I'm really looking forward to seeing you go to hell."

The real person seemed to have heard something funny: "Hahaha, you really know how to joke, I won't go to hell."

As he said that, he thought he was playful and poked his cheek, "It's impossible for everyone here to go to hell."

When you can't do it, of course you have to die crazily to be happy.

The cheerfully smiling Daoist wanted to do something more, but was scolded a few times by Leo Hu.

Why are you messing with the volcano that might erupt at that moment when you're free? We can't wait to fight so that he won't be allowed to enter the game? Fight around him, and you still go up?

Do you need us to help you put it directly on the face? !

The Daoist's technique is definitely the most troublesome and disgusting of all the magic spirits. It changes the form of a person and transforms it into a magic spirit.But? At the same time, between the curse spirit and the human being, the human soul has not completely dissipated, but it has lost half of its humanity.

Yuan Qiliang still couldn't do anything to them: "You are definitely the guy I hate the most. I have seen thousands of villains like you who try to make big things happen, but? You can definitely be ranked before the people I want to kill ten."

The real person nodded perfunctorily: "Then I am really honored."

Too lazy to pay attention to the other party, Yuan Qiliang yelled directly to Wutiao, "Hey, can it be done?"

"Of course, I am Gojo Satoru after all."

Wujo, who clearly knew what the other party wanted to say, nodded, and as he spoke, the strongest field "Boundless Space" unfolded directly.

The strength of the field is beyond the reach of 'ordinary' people, especially Wutiao's type.Once ordinary people are shrouded in it, their brains will be filled with 'cognition', eventually leading to brain death.

The state of being omniscient and omnipotent, yet ignorant of everything, is the most mysterious. If one is not careful, all the living people here can die.

Of course, this is only for 'normal people'.

Because the performer is Gojo Satoru, he can control it within a certain range and make people lose consciousness without damaging the brain.

——0.2 seconds of field development.

All things that may threaten the lives of ordinary people have been eradicated.

"You guys, are you ready to die?" There was still blood splattered on his face, and the five ghosts seemed to crawl out of hell at this moment.Compared with the villain who killed countless people over there, his posture is more suitable for this word.

One second before the "villain" took action, a box no bigger than a palm rolled to the ground.

A bad premonition rushed directly into his mind, Yuan Qiliang yelled at him, "Hey, get out of there!"

In the next second, the premonition came true.

The fake Xia You, wearing five cassocks, appeared directly, waving his hands with that counterfeit but nothing like smile.

"Long time no see, Wu."

"Idiot!" Can't wait? Go straight over and kick Wutiao away, Yuan Qiliang understood the plan of these guys the moment he saw that thing.

They want to seal Wujowu.

If it is a normal situation, of course it will not fall into the trap.

But the other party is Wutiao, Wutiaowu who is extremely confident in himself.

When he saw the best friend he killed a year ago appearing in front of him, his mind would think fast.With the six-eye spell, he is extremely clear that the man in front of him is his friend.

The most advanced identification instruments are telling him that the person in front of him is his former best friend.Even if it is five, there will be flaws, not to mention that this short second is specially created by the other party.

Yuan Qiliang scratched his head: "It's troublesome."

The moment Gojo Satoru saw the fake summer oil, the plot had already been established.

Wu Tiao can also be buried alive on the spot, after all, people who are sealed have no human rights.

Holding a shovel that he didn't know where it came from, Yuan Qiliang walked over and stood between the two of them when they were still about to talk.

Yuan Qiliang: "Don't force me, if you are stupid and tempted by a beauty trick, go in quickly and be sealed, I can still dig a hole to bury you."

The shovel directly blocked between the two of them, cutting off the possibility of their chatting, Yuan Qiliang directly urged Wutiao who had not been completely imprisoned.If you are caught, be honest and don't cause trouble.

You're useless anyway.

"Huh? What do I think? Are you so impatient?" The original question was directly transferred to Yuan Qiliang, and Gojo Goku blinked aggrievedly, "Did you hide something from me?"

...Why are you so sharp.

Xia Youjie is already waiting by the side, if you don't bury you who have no combat effectiveness, won't you have more problems when you see the real Xia You.

It's better to bury it early, I don't want to explain hell to you at all.You don't need to use your brain at all, just guess and know how far Gojo Satoru can go after knowing the existence of hell.

Seeing that Yuan Qiliang started digging a hole without saying a word, Wutiao was relieved a lot.Yuan Qiliang, who cannot be shot, is also a powerful bomb that can be restrained to a certain extent. If it is used well, there will be many unexpected developments.

Wujo smiled and said, "Then leave it to you."

What the hell are you leaving it to me.

Sighing, shaking his head.

Just buried Wutiao on the spot, and Yuan Qiliang even went up? He stomped on his head a few more times to make sure he wouldn't come out easily.

In addition to the ordinary people who have been affected by the five fields and have fallen into a coma, there are four special-level people left.

The eldest brother of Jiuxiangtu also seemed to have noticed that Yuan Qiliang was not easy to mess with, so he just sneaked away.Anyway, he and these people are just cooperating for ordinary interests, there is no need to work hard for them.

Lou Hu wanted to leave, but Yuan Qiliang didn't stop her.

His focus has been on real and fake Summer Oil?.

"Don't you want to say something? You guys are really awesome after sealing Wujo."

Applauding for the two of them, Yuan Qiliang's appearance at this time has long been different from his usual appearance.Just like Gojo Satoru just now, completely chaotic and evil, the villain temperament of the Great Demon King is many levels more dangerous than those real villains.

True villains, well... we don't really want to move or talk to you.

Yuan Qi Liang smiled happier: "If you don't say it, then I will say it, Jie, don't leave any traces."

"?"

The man who stole Xia Youjie's body was stunned. It took him a second to confirm that nothing had changed in him.

The smile on the corner of the mouth was a little stiff, "What are you talking about?"

Soon, his doubts were answered, because there was a person exactly like him standing on the other side of the subway entrance.

There is no difference except that the five cassocks on her body have turned into a pure black kimono.

"Xia Youjie?" How is that possible?

Yuan Qiliang smiled with satisfaction: "There is nothing impossible in this world, so enjoy it."

The corners of his mouth curled up, Yuan Qiliang had already decided the death penalty for these guys from the bottom of his heart.

Even if you use a little bit of interpersonal relationship, you have to do it if you owe favors.

With a snap of the fingers, there is no room for others to intervene in the battle present.

The somewhat complicated real person who stood there also noticed this. Even if the man in front of him couldn't make a move, he could still influence the situation of the battle.

Standing there, he is a ticking time bomb.

Then, do you want to...

Turning his eyes to the fake summer oil, the other party looked over, and the real person understood the other party's meaning.

Not yet.

The hole cards have to be released little by little, and cannot be released in advance until the final desperate fight.

Xia Youjie didn't care what the fake in front of him was going to do, dare to steal his body?

Oh, awesome.

In the battle between true and false, Xia You devoured and manipulated the spell spirits all of which could not be used, and only physical skills could tell the winner.

Xia Youjie squeezed his fist happily, "What gave you the courage to steal my corpse? Don't you know people can cheat on corpses?"

The fake summer oil was hit on the face in a circle, and he couldn't hold back the fake smile.

What kind of common sense is this?

Things went beyond expectations, but at least it took a little longer.

The curse spirit is good at healing no matter how severe the injury is, and the jailer of hell will never die. The battle between the two sides does not know how long it will last.

The moment he saw the real summer oil appear, the real person slipped away with the oil on the soles of his feet.

Yuan Qiliang didn't chase him either, there are still so many fainted humans here, it is necessary to settle them down.

Of course, reducing the number of deaths of ordinary people is more important than killing the guy who would have died.

The battle situation has begun to reverse, and everything expected will be disrupted.

The author has something to say: Five things that were locked up and buried: Why do I always feel that something is not right?

Am I missing something?I can't hear the sound from outside, where on earth am I buried.

No, wait, after all... why did you bury me?Hey, is there something that I can't let me know? I'm so curious, really Xia You: Hey, Wutiao was buried alive. It's a pity that I can't take pictures as a souvenir. I'll come over and take some embarrassing photos when I have a chance some other day (Ha, I didn't expect it, today's update is so full! Oh yeah)

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